>>57712691Once she is gone I'll make sure each spot in the house is as clean as a sterile room, the black mold she had in her room isolated and kept as a pet in safe containment. I'll drop water and some food waste onto the black mold's containment, knowing it'll consume it all before Minta is back. I'll put the mold containment unit back in place and keep tidying up the house. After I'm done, I'll cut myself a good chunk of cake, make a sandwich, put some tea on a thermos and get ready to leave as well.
I'll go to work, brag to my coworkers about the light of my life and hear their "you look tired, anon, didn't sleep yesterday?" comments, to which I'll laugh. Once the workday is over I'll rush home to get there before Minta, take a shower, prepare dinner and make sure her streaming setup is all ready.
She'll get home from work, sweaty and tired from a hot and busy day, and will, as always, sit on my face as she streams, blessing me with her minty fragance. I'll live the golden life with my wife Araminta, Gods from ages past not having such a blessed life. I will engrave my soul into hers and hers into mine and we'll become all but one being in spirit, her pleasure mine and mine hers. She'll find a way to transcend our mortality and makes us eternal, beyond men, but we'll keep living a blessed regular life; I'll pamper her to the point of madness while she dives head-first into future-tech.
We'll transcend humanity itself as she finds the path to Apotheosis, and we'll embark in the God-becoming process. Our ascencion will reshape reality, and all will know of the Dual Gods of the World, Anon and Minta. We'll guide mankind to a greater path, for gods want partners, not servants. Mankind will forever owe the Dual Gods for the gift of transcendence. We'll make our very own utopic reality bubble, which will be ruled by our firstborn godchild, Piggle. He'll take the form of a pig-thing as a joke to mess with Minta, which she'll find hilarious.
Once the reality bubble is complete and mankind proven to not need our guidance anymore, we shall give a limited way to contact us to the rulers of this universe and depart to our reality bubble, which we shall seal once we enter. It shall become our eternal playground of pleasure, creation, destruction and beauty. I'll dedicate an entire reality as a museum of my passion for her. And I'll love her more every attosecond of the rest of eternity.
